FA closed his eyes.
A heavy silence filled the void.
A silence that wasn't just quiet—but suffocating.
Asahi felt it in his bones.
Then—
Everything vanished.
Asahi's feet touched the ground.
His vision adjusted.
His breath was steady—but something felt off.
A strange pressure crawled up his spine.
A sinking feeling in his gut.
His mind whispered—
Asahi (thinking): "Wait… this is different."
Then—his eyes landed on something.
A Time That Shouldn't Exist.
A clock.
A glowing set of numbers.
A time that burned into his mind.
99:99
A time that wasn't real.
A time that shouldn't exist.
His breath hitched.
Asahi (eyes widening): "Ahhhhh… what?!"
His fingers twitched.
His stomach twisted.
Then—
A sound.
A soft click.
A screen flickered to life.
A computer beside him turned on automatically.
A video started to play.
A black screen.
A hand knocked against it.
As if breaking through reality itself.
Then—
A face slowly came into view.
Asahi's chest tightened.
His throat went dry.
Then—
The figure on the screen spoke.
A voice too familiar.
Too impossible.
???: "Huh… Hi."
A pause.
A slight tilt of the head.
Then—
A name that shouldn't be known.
???: "Asahi Rentaro."
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His World Cracks.
His breath caught in his throat.
His body froze.
Then—
???: "I am Future Asahi."
A sharp chill ran through his spine.
A long, suffocating silence.
Then—
The words that changed everything.
???: "Yes… I am him."
A Truth That Shatters Reality.
Asahi's heartbeat pounded.
His fingers tensed.
Then—
Asahi (voice shaking): "Huh…? FA…?"
The figure on the screen smiled.
A sad, exhausted smile.
Then—
FA (Future Asahi): "Yeah, I am him… but different. Not from the Dimensional Dream."
The Final Recording Before Death.
FA leaned back.
His eyes seemed older.
Tired.
Resigned.
Then—
His voice lowered.
FA: "I am recording this before my death."
A horrifying pause.
Asahi's breath hitched.
His body stiffened.
Asahi (whispers): "Huh… So I'm recording this… before my death?"
FA nodded slowly.
His next words sent a cold chill down Asahi's spine.
FA: "I knew I was going to die… I was killed."
His fists curled tightly.
His voice held no regret.
Only acceptance.
A Programmed Dimension—Created for Asahi.
FA let out a tired sigh.
Then—he smirked slightly.
FA: "This dimension has some restrictions."
A pause.
Then—
FA (softly): "But it's all for your good."
Asahi felt lightheaded.
His breath came out unsteady.
Then—
FA (smiling slightly): "After all… it was created for you."
Asahi's stomach twisted violently.
A truth that couldn't be denied.
The Black Man is Human.
FA's next words made Asahi's blood boil.
FA: "The Black Man is human, after all."
Asahi (eyes filled with fury): "No way… That fucker!"
His fists shook violently.
His breath turned ragged.
FA (silent.)
Then—
His voice turned serious.
FA's gaze hardened.
His voice lowered.
Then—
FA: "Asahi… from now on…"
A short pause.
A deep breath.
Then—
FA: "You will have to take some tough decisions."
His eyes darkened.
Then—
FA: "Sometimes… you will have to kill people."
Asahi's stomach twisted.
Then—
A final sentence that broke him.
FA: "Sometimes… you will have to kill yourself."
FA's face softened.
A small, almost broken smile.
Then—
FA (softly): "Please… save Anari."
Asahi's breath caught.
His body froze.
Then—
Asahi (eyes widening): "Huh… Anari?"
FA's eyes filled with something painful.
Something desperate.
Then—
A broken confession.
FA: "You know what…?"
A deep inhale.
Then—
FA: "I love her."
A sharp breath.
His voice quivered.
FA: "I love her so much…"
A bitter smile.
Then—
FA (tears welling up): "That I couldn't even say it until the end."
Asahi's heart ached.
His fists clenched.
FA's words weighed heavier than anything before.
Then—his voice rose.
FA: "WE ARE THE CURSED ONES WHO SHOULD SAVE ALL THE FAILED DIMENSIONS."
A pause.
Then—
A single, terrifying revelation.
FA: "AND THAT'S WHY I AM HERE—"
Asahi felt it before he understood it.
A shift.
A breaking point.
Then—
FA: "WHO IS GOING TO DIE WITH MY OWN HANDS."
His breathing stopped.
His stomach twisted.
Then—
His voice came out hoarse, broken.
Asahi (whispers): "Own hands…?"
His pupils shrunk.
His chest tightened.
Then—
A Final Farewell.
FA stood frozen on the screen.
His voice—heavy.
His expression—unreadable.
Then—
The final words.
FA: "Sorry for entrusting everything to you."
A pause.
Then—
FA: "Sayonara."
A Smile Through the Pain.
Asahi's breath shook.
His vision blurred.
His body felt light, yet unbearably heavy.
Then—
A tear threatened to fall.
But—
He smiled.
A small, broken laugh escaped his lips.
A whisper, almost to himself.
Asahi: "I still love Japanese, huh…"
The Video Ends.
The screen glitches.
A sharp static hum fills the air.
Then—
Darkness.
Back to Reality.
Asahi stared at the black screen.
His body still.
His mind spinning.
Then—
A soft, hollow breath.
Asahi: "Huh…?"
